If it’s not one thing it’s another, right? Ella has had a 104 temp for 24 hours now, which will subside to 101 with a dose of tylonol, with no other real symptoms to clue us into what she is fighting off. For the most part, I am a fan of fevers – infection and virus love 98.6*, so when the body senses an intruder, it heats up to make the body an inhospitable place. Awesome. So, any fever below 102, I will generally let slide. I fear lowering the temperature and letting the virus thrive more than I do any side effects of a fever. But once we get above 103, she is so uncomfortable that it’s mean not to dose her up. 104 and I start regoogling “Toddler, fever, brain damage“. 104.6 and I am calling our pediatrician at 4am. I was just telling FireMom the other day that our pediatrician is wonderful, because he doesn’t make me feel insane for leaving a message like “Ella’s running a high temp and maybe it’s from a skull fracture? CALL ME BACK,” which of course he does within the hour. I should probably write out a full love letter about our pediatrician some day, but suffice it to say, we drive an hour out of town to see him, even though we live in the thick of town. We like him a lot, and lord knows he must like us since I call him at least twice a month, sure my child has a perforated bowel, meningitis, pneumonia, an ear infection, worms and is color blind. Now, add a skull fracture and dry drowning to that list, and you can see why he’s not surprised to see my number on his machine at 4am.
So, instead of the park and yoga today, we are driving out to see the pediatrician. He left it up to me whether or not we come in today, but said he was concerned that she isn’t maintaining a lowgrade (below 102) fever, and that she doesn’t have any other symptoms (which points more towards infection than virus). I imagine we will go in, he will look in her ears, pat me on the back and tell me I am right to worry but that she is fine, but it’s worth it for me. Some day I will write up a post about my raging anxiety about the girls dieing suddenly when i am in the next room WRITING IN MY BLOG. But not today. Today I need to get a diaper bag and shoes.
ETA: Back, and it’s likely a virus. Her fever was back up to 103.7 by the time we got up there, which was horrible for Ella, but made me seem less like a munchausen mom. Her tonsils are all pus-y (wait, how would you spell that?) so he did a strep test and it came back negative. It’s good to know where the fever is coming from though, so we’re just waiting it out and seeing what happens. Right now she is eating Popsicles (these tiny ones, which are a great idea) and watching Diego. Life isn’t so bad.